"Yes, I'm alright," As Stanley Batton spoke, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Jeremy Quest courteously.

Jeremy took the cigarette from him and placed it between his lips.

Stanley then took out the lighter and carefully lit the cigarette for Jeremy.

Jeremy took a deep breath before continuing, "Xyla told me that you'd be fine as long as you go for regular blood transfusion. Is that true?"

"Yeah." Stanley refused to elaborate on his condition.

"Are you sure?" Jeremy asked again.

"Don't worry, Dad. It shouldn't be a problem if I take good care of myself." Following that statement, Stanley lit another cigarette and took a couple of long drags at it.

Smoke suspended in the still air, twirling around his exquisite jawline and perfect features. His charm was irresistible.

Only then did Jeremy heave a sigh of relief. "That's great..."

"Shall we play another round? I'll go get the chess set," Stanley asked.

"Nah. You should get some rest. Just sit with me for a while." Jeremy exhaled a puff of smoke before calling Quest Property Group's lawyer. "Mr. Owen, please come to my house if you have time. I need you to draw up a divorce agreement for me."

"Okay," the man replied.

then hung up the

you thought it through?"

hesitation. "Of course. She's not worthy of being my wife, much less Xyla's stepmother. To be honest, I feel so sorry for Xyla every time I

a better life if I had stopped looking for

May Conner. Though Xyla had

Stanley tried to

think

wrong. It all has nothing to

Jeremy sighed once more.

***

the police

went on for

silver handbag and

It was already evening.

sun painted fresh colors across the sky. The city was aglow with soft

shimmered brightly

to get off from work. People were rushing out from the buildings, and the tarmac road was

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